Jo and El, pt. 3: El and Luke (M/M, oral, anal, WS)
by einhard
PLEASE NOTE: This story is fiction from beginning to end. The characters don't exist, and the things they do, never happened.
El shook his head to clear out some of the fuzziness, and reached out for the phone.
"Yeah?"
"El? Is that you?"
"Yes. Who is this?"
"You sure sound pleased to talk to me. Did I disturb a jack-off session or something?"
"Quit shitting me, man! Who is this?"
"It's Luke! You know, from school."
"Luke? What do you want?"
"You know, man, I'm just starting to feel hurt here. Out of the kindness of my heart, I call a guy to ask him along to a movie, and this is what I get?"
El blushed, thankful that he wasn't in the same room with the caller. He wondered why Luke was asking him. Not that they weren't friendly, they were just not very close.
"Sorry. I guess a movie would be okay. Is Mike gonna be along?"
"No, he's out of town for a couple of days. Listen, could you pick me up? Around 7:30? And then I'll buy the tickets."
"Fine. You still live at the same place?"
"Yup. See you at 7:30, then."
"You got it."
El hung up, and lay back down on the couch. He hadn't been jacking off, he'd been taking a nap. Working nine-hour shifts and starting at 6:30 am takes a lot out of a guy, even if he is only 18 and in prime condition. Actually, he'd been sleeping longer than he intended. It was past 5 now. Might as well get that shower.
He trotted upstairs to his room, got out of his clothes and walked to the bathroom, long dick flopping from side to side.
Once inside, he sat down to take a piss. Not that he usually did that sitting down, but he still felt tired. An idea struck him, and he stood up again at once, turning on the cold water in the sink. Lowering his head to the tap, he took a deep draught of the cool water. And another, and another, and a third one. Yeah, that was good.
He entered the large stall, and lay down on his back. He couldn't stretch to his full length, but he only needed to bend his knees to be comfortable. Dreamily, he grabbed his almost limp cock and started fondling it. It grew harder, but not fully rigid. That was just the way he wanted it. Relaxed, he felt the wonderful ache in his bladder, indicating that it needed emptying. He raised his butt in the air, as far as it would go. These back-stretching exercises were working, and it wouldn't be long before he could touch his own dick with his tongue. No more than three inches now from the tip of the outstretched tongue to the head of the half-erect organ.
El got his result. The slit burst open, and a stream of almost clear urine flowed out over his face. Woooh! He opened his mouth wide, trying to catch as much of the liquid as possible. It was different from yesterday; less flavorful or something. Maybe it was because he'd been drinking a lot all day, what with the heat. He shut his mouth, then directed the piss jet with his hand. Chin, nose, over the closed eyelids and finally some in his hair. "Pissin' the day away!" he thought to himself, wishing that he could take a whole day off and do nothing but piss-play. Maybe the chance would come.
He finished his shower in a more conventional manner, and got dressed. Still plenty of time for a meal and a read. El had recently raided some old boxes in the attic, and had come across one with lots of books, apparently from his father's youth. They were all a bit mouldy, but in full readable condition, and at the moment he was sampling C. S. Forrester's "Hornblower" books. While he enjoyed the tales of adventure at sea during the Napoleonic Wars, he also liked to imagine himself onboard one of those ships, and the things that went on below deck in an all-male community. Or in a cabin with the handsome young hero. Handsome Hero Horatio Hornblower. El giggled a little to himself.
The phone rang again. Shit! Had he been reading too long? No, it was only 7:15. It would take less than 10 minutes to get over to Luke's. Still, he'd been cutting it close.
The call was just a bothersome salesgirl, and he soon took care of it by pretending he was only 10, and that his parents weren't home. The last bit was true; none of them would be back before late that night. As for the other bit...Well, he was a short, slight guy, and he only needed to pitch his voice marginally higher than normal to sound really young.
El got in his car, a reward for his excellent grades from high school. It was 12 years old, and had quite a few miles under the bonnet, but it was in good condition. At 7:31 he parked in the driveway outside Luke's house.
"Hey, man! You ready to go?" Luke got inside, smiling.
"Sure. What film?"
"There's a rerun of "Being John Malkovich". I never got round to check it out the first time."
"Me neither. Sounds fine."
The boys chatted easily during the short drive and before the film. El thorougly enjoyed both the movie and the companionship. Luke was an easy guy to be around; witty and attentive. Also, he had dropped the glasses for contacts, and as a result he looked pretty good. El could get used to staring into those dark brown eyes.
"So, you wanna go straight back home?" he asked Luke as they left the theatre.
"Maybe I should. I gotta get to work early tomorrow."
"Me too." The boys walked in silence to the car and got in.
"Actually, I guess I do have a little time" Luke said. "Maybe we could go up to the fishing pond for a half hour or so."
"Great! I got my rod and tackle in the boot", answered El excitedly, breaking into his squeaky little-boy voice. Luke smiled.
The drive was short, which El was thankful for. He'd been getting harder and hornier by the minute, and didn't trust himself in such close proximity to this young guy who had so recently transformed himself into a major cutie. They got out, and El collected his fishing gear. A two-minute walk, and they were by the pond, which seemed deserted.
"Wow! This place looks even better than I remember it. Maybe it's the low sun or something, but it's almost romantic", gushed Luke.
El wasn't so much struck by the romance of the moment as by his own excitement, now back in full force. Should he make a move? Before he could decide, Luke made it for him.
"Whoa!" cried Luke as he slipped and almost fell backwards. As it was, he ended up with his ass pointing into El's lower belly. Somehow, one hand rested on El's right thigh, pretty high up. As he regained his balance, Luke let the hand slide upwards, and within seconds, he was gripping El's erection trough the fabric of the jeans.
"This is nice" he whispered. "You horny, El?"
"Yeah." El, recovering from the shock, and realizing that Luke probably had planned this before the phone call, ground his crotch against the hand in front.
"Wanna get laid?" asked Luke.
"You betcher!"
"Let's get back to the car!"
The boys ran the short distance to where the car was parked. El looked round, but couldn't see anybody. Good.
As he deposited his fishing gear in the boot, he could hear Luke getting undressed. Coming back, he was treated to the sight of a handsome Hispanic guy lying on his back on the backseat, legs raised up and a completely hairless asshole winking at him.
"Why, Luke Ignacio Jimenez, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm inviting you to fuck me, idiot!"
"You sure? I mean, have you done this before?"
"Sure I have. Mike fucks me all the time."
El's button fly came undone. "Right. What about Mike?"
"What about him?"
El lowered his trousers down to his ankle, but couldn't get them off.
"Does he know you're...like, fucking around?" One shoe came off, then the other.
"Not as such, but he knows I wanna get in your pants, and we both know about you and El. And it's not like we made vows or anything. But if I might make a suggestion?"
"Go ahead." El stepped out of his jeans and briefs, putting his shoes back on.
"Quit yapping and get on with fucking me!"
"You got it." El stepped up to the olive-skinned youth and took in the full sight.
"God, you're gorgeous!" he whispered, before bending his head and gobbling up Luke's cock. He could only get half of it inside; it was over seven inches, and like the rest of him, El's mouth wasn't too big. The cock sure tasted good, though.
"Mmmh", moaned Luke. El started bobbing up and down, trying to take as much as possible.
"It's great, El, but I got this itch in my butt that needs scratching, so please?"
El reluctantly let go of the wonderful rod, and got down to his knees. Oh, yeah! That anus looked just as inviting as it had a few moments ago. He dove down on it, giving it a tentative lick.
"Woah! That's...ooohh!" moaned Luke. El smiled, and moved in for a real attack. Sticking his tongue out as far as he could get it, he licked around the sweet pucker, then tried to insert the tip of his tongue inside it. Luke's moans got louder as he penetrated and started a serious tongue-fuck.
"Man, that's so nice, El! Sooo nice!"
El got to his feet and looked his friend directly in the face.
"I endeavor to give satisfaction. You ready for me now?"
"Am I ever! You need to get lubed up, though. Here!"
Luke passed him a small tube of something.
"That's lubricant. Mini-pack. Great for those impromptu fuck sessions."
"Neat", answered El, unscrewing the cap and squirting half of its contents on his aching five-and-a-half-inch pecker. It was cool, but he'd expected that. As he spread it around, it soon warmed to his body temperature. The rest he put on the waiting orifice, then dropped the tube on the floor.
"You wanna do it like this?" he asked.
"Yeah. Hurry!" answered Luke, wiggling around to let his whole ass hang outside the edge of the seat.
El placed the nearly hairless legs on top of his shoulders, placed his hands under the asscheeks, and moved in.
"I'm in position. How do you want it, Luke?"
"Just shove it in, man! Now!"
El pushed, and easily penetrated. Luke must have a lot of experience at this. In no more than thirty seconds, he had his whole cock buried inside the tight, smooth butt.
"Man, this feels great! Almost like silk or something."
"You never fucked anybody before?"
"Not a guy. The few times me and El did it, he always fucked me."
"Whatever, just get on with it."
El pulled out. Slowly. Then in again, just as slowly.
"This is excellent! Oh, I'm gonna fuck you now, man!"
He repeated his movements, only slightly faster. Than again, faster still. Seconds later, he'd found his rhythm.
"Jesus!" whimpered the teen below him. "Oh, sweet Lord! Is there anything better than this?"
El pumped. He knew it wouldn't last long, but he still had a bit of fucking in him. Inadvertently, he had lowered his head, and a thought tumbled into his head. Could he...?
Careful to maintain the pace, he bent more forward. Yes! The long cock was close. He bent his knees forward and let his hands move up Luke's back. The fuck was controlled from the hips now. Lower, lower...Bullseye! His tongue darted out, and he was able to lick the underside of Luke's shaft. Grabbing the Latin prick with his right hand, he guided the head inside his mouth. Yess! He was sucking and fucking his buddy! Simultaneously! At the same time! The excitement was too much for him, and with one last shove, he unloaded his teenage spunk inside the velvety ass. Seconds later, the first gush of Luke's sperm hit his palate. Shaking, El absorbed the feelings. His own cock, still sending his jism out, the other cock feeding him youthful sperm at the same time.
Gasping, he rose up, releasing Luke at the same time. Swooosh! His prick was out in the open.
"Don't! Put it back in!" yelled Luke. El complied, shuddering at the sensation as his wildly sensitve glans once more penetrated the first ass it had ever been inside.
"That, mi amigo, was one truly great experience!" grinned Luke, clenching his anus around the now semi-erect dick.
"As I said, I endeavor to give satisfaction", said El.
"Dork! You would't be up for a repeat performance directly?"
"I don't think so, man. I'd need five minutes. Anyway, it's getting late."
"Yeah, I guess. Maybe tomorrow?"
"Maybe. You want me to pull out now?"
"No, just keep it in there a little longer."
El wanted to please Luke, but he also needed to piss. Wait a minute, Luke and Mike knew about him and El. Did that mean they knew about...? Sure they knew. El and Mike had been thick as thieves since kindergarten. Those guys had very few secrets from each other, and what Mike knew, Luke couldn't be ignorant about. He concentrated on relaxing, and once more got a result.
"Aaah! That stings! What are you doing, man?" yelled Luke.
"What do you think? I'm pissing inside your ass", said El with an evil chuckle.
"Stop it! That's dirty!"
"Okay! I'll be done soon. I'll stop then."
A few more seconds, and El was empty.
"Man, what do I do now? How do I get rid of it without making a mess all over the place?" Luke looked panicky.
"Clench your butt real tight, use your hands to help and run over into those bushes."
Luke did as his friend suggested, and seconds later El heard the sound of running fluids.
"El?"
"Yeah?"
"I think there's something wrong. Could you come over and look at me?"
El's heartbeat quickened. Had he hurt his buddy? He ran over to where Luke was standing.
"Take a look at this." Luke indicated his prick. El bent down, worried that he might have bitten on it in his excitement.
"Closer", whispered Luke. El bent in real close, and the spray hit him on the nose.
"Heeh-heee!" tittered Luke, pissing wildly, splashing El's face, throat and chest, piss soon running down to his crotch. El looked up at the laughing youth, then enveloped the still pissing organ, taking the last of his friend's urine in his mouth. Rising up, he moved in close, then spit it all out in Luke's face.
"Bastard! I'll get you for that!"
"Gotta catch me first!" shouted El, running off the fastest he could. Luke had no chance. Even at the best of times, El was easily the best sprinter, and besides, he was wearing shoes, while Luke was completely naked.
A little while later, after splashing around in the lake to clean up, the boys were standing by the car, pulling on jeans and shirts.
"I really enjoyed this, Luke. Hope I didn't gross you out too much."
"Nah. You just surprised me, that's all. Hey, man, this isn't gonna make things awkward between you and Jo, is it?"
"No way. You and Mike?"
"We'll be fine. There, I'm done. Ready to go home?"
"Yeah."
Pulling up outside Luke's house, the boys kissed each other goodbye, promising to share good times later on. El backed out of the driveway, grinning hugely. Jo would be back in a couple of weeks, probably panting for some fun, but there would be plenty of that back home in the meantime.
This story is copyrighted by me, einhard. (c) 2001. All rights reserved.
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